"I'll let you draw the lots to decide which hotel we'll be going to," said Luke as he took a piece of paper out of his briefcase and tore it into four equal squares.
He had specifically picked the hotels and planned to let the old master decide which one he would prefer to celebrate his birthday party at. Hence, he knew all the hotel names. He folded the papers after writing down the hotel names on them, then he placed them on the coffee table.
What Luke did had caught the children's attention. They stood beside the coffee table and looked at Old Master Crawford.
It was a pretty good idea to solve the problem. Old Master Crawford drew one of the papers casually. "This will be it."
"Alright." Luke opened it and looked at it.
"Daddy, what hotel is it?" Rainie was curious.
"Hotel Viking," answered Luke.
Rainie immediately replied, "Didn't Mommy participate in the design of that hotel?"
There was a deafening silence in the living room after she said that.
Rainie realized that she might have said something wrong, so she quickly added, "I'm going upstairs to sleep. Goodnight, Daddy. Goodnight, Great-grandpa."
"Come on, come on. It's time for bed." Old Master Crawford shot a glance at Luke. Back then, he could notice the subtle changes in Luke's expression whenever someone mentioned Bianca.
However, Luke looked unusually calm at this moment.
Something was wrong...
Old Master Crawford was eager to know if he had found out anything, but Luke stood up and headed upstairs before he managed to say anything.
Old Master Crawford glanced at the butler beside him. "Do you know what happened to him?"
Mr. Griffin shook his head. "Young Master Luke wouldn't tell me anything even if something did happen."
He would send someone to find out
Mr. Griffin. How was he supposed to find out if Luke intended to keep the
The following day.
hospital after
too early. Johann had yet to put on his white coat when he entered
he said in a teasing manner, "You're so early.
rolled his
And it's early, so they're probably still doing the report. You might have to wait for
Luke. He could wait for half an hour. There were some
coat and looked at the time. He said, "I'm
He did not feel assured to leave the matter to someone else to handle after the incident with Bianca's impostor. Hence, he decided to take the matter into his own hands. The people who helped with the test
replied. He picked up his phone and opened his mailbox. There was a flicker in his eyes when he saw
not be rushed. He left the office and went for his ward round. He headed to
was carrying the freshly printed report
handed the report to Luke. "This is the DNA test report. I
of a few sheets of paper, but it was surprisingly heavy when he held
page, the
he do if
wonder if Luca was Bianca, he already noticed that he had different feelings
one who had ever made him feel that way for a woman. He would not be able to handle
that Luke was not opening the report. "What are you doing?
Johann said made him no longer hesitate. He opened the report right away,
Luca being mother and son
report while frozen in place. He was dying to snatch that report from Luke and look at it
Luke. He was shocked and a
Johann grabbed the report from him, and he saw the end of the report.
love Luke was with her. Now that Bianca had
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